The Control Bureau cafeteria, bathed in the pale light of dusk, echoed with the clatter of stainless steel trays.
Serie sat awkwardly at a four-person table in the corner, feeling the needle-like gazes pricking her from all directions.
Some were shocked, some displeased, some jealous...
Were these gazes directed at her, the anomaly, or at Dr. Lynette, who rarely appeared in public?
Serie had no idea.
"Not to your liking?"
Lynette's voice startled her, making her chopsticks tremble. Serie then realized she had already poked her broccoli into a thousand holes.
"N-no..." Serie hastily stuffed the food on her plate into her mouth, her cheeks puffed out as she secretly glanced at Lynette's slender hands.
The silver dinner knife glided across the fish skin, precise and elegant, like a miniature surgery.
Serie didn't expect Lynette's silver fork to suddenly reach for her plate, where the flaked fish meat gleamed with a pearly luster.
"Try it, this is salmon air-freighted from Norway. I really like it. The fat layer has been specially treated to maintain..."
Lynette's explanation abruptly stopped because, before she could finish, Serie's mind went blank, and she instinctively leaned forward, opening her mouth to take the silver fork.
Time seemed to freeze for a few seconds.
The crisp sound of cutlery hitting the floor came from the neighboring table.
This suddenly jolted Serie awake. Before she could even taste the fish, she belatedly looked up and saw Lynette's cobalt-blue eyes, slightly widened in surprise. She could even clearly see her own comical reflection in the other person's pupils, and her small face instantly turned crimson.
"Ah ah ah, what on earth am I doing!!!"
In the containment room at midnight, Serie suddenly buried her face in her pillow, the fabric absorbing her hot breaths, as she let out an embarrassed whimper.
Why did things turn out like this?!
Serie screamed silently inside. Even after several hours, this embarrassment refused to leave her mind.
On the other hand, she had to maintain an outward calm,
lest Lynette, who might still be watching the monitor, see her. If that happened, she might as well just self-detonate her anomalous body and be done with it.
She must have been out of her mind to willingly take Lynette's silver fork into her mouth... This... wasn't this an indirect kiss?!
Fortunately, Lynette didn't seem to mind at the time. She was only slightly surprised, then chuckled twice, and didn't even replace the silver fork that Serie had used, but continued eating as if nothing had happened.
Serie seemed to be just a silly little sister in her eyes...
No! Is this really a good thing?
This unruffled attitude, on the contrary, proved that the other person didn't take it seriously at all! And she didn't think of it in the same way as Serie at all!
Yes, Serie suspected she was in love.
The other person was also a girl.
Even though Serie used to be male, this...
Is this right?
However, in the current situation, gender is the least of the obstacles. The truly insurmountable chasm is their identities.
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